Antonio laughed and rolled onto his back, holding his hand to his heart. "Yes, that was hilarious, my mom didn't know what to say after Ethan released her. Her face was flush and was at a loss for words. I still can't believe he did that and the best part was, she was quiet the rest of the night."

"It was my most favorite moment while they were here. How on earth does your father put up with her, anyway?"

He rolled his head to the side and shrugged a shoulder as he looked at her. "I have no idea. While growing up, I never noticed her acting the way she does now. I could have blocked it out, but in Italy, I never had a girl I considered as a girlfriend, so I never got to experience her being how she is now."

Using her elbow, she propped her head up, rested her head in her hand and wrapped her other arm around his waist. It had been months since they've had sex and was in the mood. She lowered her lips to his, kissing him gently. Antonio felt himself melting with the way she was kissing him and wrapped his arm around her, kissing her back harder. He too knew it had been months since he made love to her and wasn't sure when she would be ready for it again and had been waiting for her to let him know she was ready. He rolled on top of her and lifted his head, lowering his mouth and pecking his lips to hers. "Are you just wanting to kiss me, or, are you wanting something else?"

She smiled as he pecked at her lips. "I want to feel you inside me again. It's been a while and I just need to feel your love for me again."

"Are you sure?"

"I am," she said sounding desperate. She reached her hand up, grabbed a fist full of his hair and pressed his head down to her lips. The warmth of his body pressed against hers, the tenderness of his touch and the love she felt in his kiss, had her insides fluttering like crazy. She let out a soft moan when his lips left hers and he softly trailed his kisses to her cheek, down her neck, her collarbone and down to her breasts.

His tongue softly flicked at each of her hardened nipples before sucking and tugging, causing her back to arch. He released his mouth from her nipple, trailed his tongue down her body and to her pussy. A gasp escaped her mouth when he spread open her legs and felt his tongue slide softly between her folds, doing the magical things she hadn't been able to feel in a long time.

Her hands rested onto the bed and moaned while grabbing a hold of the bedsheets. He moved his hands underneath her butt cheeks and lifted her, gaining better access to what he wanted and thrusted his tongue inside her. Twirling his tongue and tickling her, causing her to pant and squirm.

She felt her orgasm nearing, released her hands from the bedsheets and slid her fingers through his hair. She was where he wanted her and as she grabbed a hold of his hair, she bucked her hips up high, her toes curled, and his name moaned out of her mouth. With the intense release, it had her body feeling on fire, her head was spinning and she screamed. Screaming to the point where she felt she were about to pass out, worried she was going to wake up the girls.

He was happy to finally satisfy her and was about to do it again until she pulled him up to her, begging him to place himself inside her. He crashed his lips to hers and roamed his hands up and down the sides of her body.

"Please, Antonio. I need you inside of me," she moaned into his mouth, feeling his was taking too long.

He wanted to feel her warm insides wrapped around him, but was nervous of what could happen. "Shouldn't we be using a condom?" he whispered as he parted from her lips.

"Fuck the condom and quit ruining the moment, I need you now," she begged. She lowered her hand to his cock, placed it at her opening and bucked her hips up, pushing him inside her.

He groaned and felt a shiver roam down his spine the moment he felt her warmness and tightness of her insides wrapped around him and began to thrust.

His thrusts were gentle and slow, wanting to carefully and gently thrust into her worried about hurting her. "Antonio," she moaned. "Just fuck me already." He looked at her, saw the look on her face and saw the look of hurt. She wanted more, as did he. But felt they were doing this too soon and worried about getting her pregnant. He couldn't fathom her having to go through all the torture again.

Feeling guilty, as if he was ignoring her wants and needs, he lowered his lips to hers, kissing her passionately, then pulled back, looked at her, and smiled. God she's beautiful and even more beautiful with the way she's begging me to fuck her, he thought. He didn't feel right about it, but as he looked at her, he wanted to make her happy and did what she was asking, making love to her like he normally would. The smile on her face warmed his heart and made love to her, until they released together.

She laid on her back, happy, satisfied and content. "Thank you, that was exactly what I needed," she hummed. "And if you're worried, don't be. I'm not ovulating."

He rolled to his side with a worried look on his face. "How do you know?"

She rolled over to face him and caressed the side of his face. "Because, I stocked up on ovulation kits. Please don't be upset, but I want to avoid getting pregnant and I know how much you enjoy having sex without a condom. Besides, it's a hassle to stop in the middle of what you're doing to put one on, we're married and you shouldn't have to wear a condom anymore."

"I can always get fixed," he whispered.

She quickly sat up. "Absolutely not, that will never be an option and I'll refuse to let you do such a thing. I've heard horror stories that once a man is snipped, they lose their sex drive, or they have a hard time getting an erection. So, no. I won't let you do that. If anything, I'll get my tubes tied."

Antonio sighed; he didn't want that either. "What if we just not talk about snipping our insides and just stick to precautions. You never know, maybe in a few years we could try again and if you were to get pregnant, you never know. Maybe that will be the lucky one you'll be able to carry to term.

"I guess, we'll see," she said laying back down and pulling the covers over her. "I just don't want to be hurt like this anymore. Seeing him, and holding him, was the hardest thing and was so heartbreaking. I felt so bad for him and felt so sad to think I'm the one who did something wrong."

"But you didn't do anything wrong," he sighed. He moved his arm under her body and pulled her to him. "Let's get some sleep. It's late and I don't want to see you upset again."

******

Six months later, Harlow went back to work. She was feeling good about herself and was enjoying to be working with the elderly again. She was also happy knowing how understanding her boss was with her situations and liked how he was there for her during her difficult times.

She left work to pick the girls up from Gemma's house. Once there, they sat and talked for a while to let the girls play together longer. As Gemma looked at her, she studied her. Noticing something wasn't right, she gave her a curious look and had to ask. "How have you been feeling lately?"

"I've been feeling alright, why?"

"You look so tired, like you haven't been sleeping," she said.

"Lately I've been feeling a little drained, but I've been doing a lot more around the house and working more hours. That could be why," she said shrugging her shoulders. "I want to thank you for taking the girls today. I was surprised when the daycare said they didn't have any open spots."

"It's no problem. If you would like, you can drop the girls off here from now on. Christopher loves playing with the girls and it's good for him to learn how to share his toys with other kids."

"When are you going back to work?"

Gemma shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "I don't think I will be; Tristan doesn't want me working until after Christopher starts school and now this little one will be born in a few months. I definitely won't be going back to work anytime soon."

"Hmm, I'd rather you watch the girls, than bring them to daycare, for them to pick up bad habits. But I would also hate to drop them off on you. Especially, since your pregnant."

"Seriously, I don't mind. You're my best friend and those girls are welcome here anytime. They're good kids, easy, and very well behaved, unlike Christopher," she giggled.

Harlow giggled. "He's a boy, they're always mischievous, trouble makers."

Harlow finally agreed to drop the girls off with Gemma while she worked, then gathered the girls to leave. She put the girls down for a nap once she got home, even taking a much needed one herself. Antonio came home earlier than expected and was surprised to not hear the kids running around. He walked around the house, then looked outside thinking they were on the swing set. Not seeing them outside either, he scratched the back of his head and headed upstairs. He walked to the girls room and saw Harlow sleeping on the floor, next to the girls' bed with the girls awake, talking back and forth to each other.

He walked over to the girls with a smile. "Momma asleep?"

Isabella pointed down to Harlow, climbed out of bed and kissed Harlow on the cheek before walking over to Antonio. Antonio kneeled next to Harlow and woke her up. "Why are you sleeping on the ground?"

She slowly sat up, squinting her eyes as she looked around, wondering herself why she was sleeping on the ground. "I laid the girls down for a nap and was going to take a nap myself and must have fallen asleep right after lying them in bed," she yawned. "I just feel drained today."

"When do you work next?"

"Not for another week, why?"

He smiled and reached for her hand. "Because. I called and scheduled for us to fly out of here in a couple hours. I'm going to be taking you and the girls' home with me."

Her brows dipped, looking confused. "We are home."

He chuckled. "I mean, to where I'm from, Italy."

She smiled, then frowned at the thought of seeing Giorgia. "I'd love to see where you're from. I know Italy has to be beautiful, but does that also mean we're seeing your parents?"

He tilted his head to the side and slightly smirked. "Well, my plan was to show you where I grew up, visit some of my old friends, and yes, we would visit my parents." His eyes widened and lifted his chin, pointing it out to her when he saw her expression. "But we'll only visit with them for one day. We won't stay there; it'll be just a small visit. They live in Paris, so we'll fly there for the day and fly back." She sighed. But felt thrilled to finally see where he was from.

Antonio packed the girls clothes while Harlow packed her belongings. He had packed earlier, knowing he was going to do this for her, excited himself to show her and the girls where he's from.

The girls got excited when they saw Antonio pulling into the airport, knowing they were going somewhere. Once they got on the plane and situated, Harlow looked at Antonio. "I never called Ethan to let him know we'll be gone for a few days."

"That's okay, I already told him. He already knew what I was planning and scheduled all our meetings out another week," he said, rubbing her thigh. He leaned forward and kissed her. "You need this vacation and being how this is a long flight; you'll be able to get all the sleep you need."

Antonio worked on his laptop while everyone slept. He noticed the hotel they owned in Texas, was losing money in the restaurant and emailed Ethan to have him find out what was going on.

After landing in Italy and renting a vehicle, Antonio drove around, showing Harlow the city before checking into the hotel. He drove them over to the house he grew up in, then showed her the law firm where it all began for him. While out driving around and visiting, he found out one of his old partners started his own law firm and decided to stop by to surprise him.

They walked inside and stopped at the receptionist. "Ciao, siamo qui per vedere Lorenzo."

"Un momento per favore, chi dovrei dire è qui?"

"Antonio Russo."

"Un momento."

Harlow listened to what they were saying, not understanding a word he said. Only thing she recognized, was his name and the person who he wanted to surprise. After the receptionist left to get Lorenzo, Antonio walked around, looking at his Lorenzo's new office, amazed with how nice it was.

"Antonio!" He heard from behind and quickly turned around. He smiled, walked over to him and gave him a hug. Lorenzo walked them back into his office, where Antonio introduced him to his family. "And who are these lovely people?" Lorenzo asked in English, assuming Harlow didn't know their language.

Antonio grinned and wrapped his arm around Harlow's shoulder. "This here, is my lovely wife, Harlow... and these two beautiful little girls are my daughters. Gabriella, and Isabella."

Lorenzo reached out his hand, shaking Harlow's hand with a smile. "Nice to meet you," he said, then lowered to the girls. "Hello. You both sure are cuties," he said. He stood back up and looked at Antonio shaking his head in amazement, not believing he was there. They talked for a while, catching up on their lives as well as bringing up the old days, until Lorenzo's client showed for his appointment.

The next few days, Antonio took them sightseeing and brought them over to see the Colosseum, St Peter's Basilica, Leaning Tower of Pisa, then took them on a Gondola ride through Venice. Harlow was amazed with how beautiful Italy was and was surprised he left Italy to move to the United States. "Why on Earth did you want to move away from here? It's so beautiful and there's so much to do and see," she asked curiously.

"I wanted to be somewhere different. After growing up here, I got bored seeing the same things over and over. But the main reason why I left, was to find my bride, having a feeling I would find here there... and I was right," he smiled. "I will say, it feels good to be home. But to be honest, I don't miss it at all."

Towards the end of their stay, he flew them to Paris. At night, he drove them over to see the Eiffel Tower, taking them up to the top so they could see the entire city. "Wow, this is so beautiful..." she said in awe.

He looked at her, saw the sparkles in her eyes and pulled her in for a kiss, kissing her a long and passionate kiss. "I always wanted to kiss my love at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Finally, I got to do that, thank you."

The girls were getting tired, cranky, and whiney. But there was one more thing he wanted to do before checking into the hotel and putting the girls to bed. Take them on a carriage ride, figuring the girls would enjoy it and he was right. They didn't care about the city; it was the horses they liked.

Harlow enjoyed the nightly ride around town and felt it was one of the most romantic things he had ever done for her. She turned to him, grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him to her. "God, I love you. Thank you so much for doing this. It means the world to me," she said in awe.

(Ciao, siamo qui per vedere Lorenzo=  Hello, we're here to see Lorenzo)

(Un momento per favore, chi dovrei dire è qui= One moment please, who shall I say is here?)

(Un momento= One moment)

****Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Getting close to the end, I need a break, and haven't had much time to write lately.****